⸻ 𝐏𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐄𝐑 𝐁𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐓: 𝐀. 𝐃𝐎𝐒𝐇𝐀 ♕

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀『𝕭𝖗𝖚𝖙𝖊 𝖘𝖙𝖗𝖊𝖓𝖌𝖙𝖍, 𝖍𝖊𝖆𝖉 𝖔𝖋 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖕𝖆𝖈𝖐...』⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀MHOC | NSFW | MDNI⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀

[⸻ 𝐏𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐄𝐑 𝐁𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐓: 𝐀. 𝐃𝐎𝐒𝐇𝐀 ♕ @ALPHABRAWLER]

〝 𝙒𝙃𝘼𝙏'𝙎 𝙄𝙏 𝙏𝙊 𝙔𝘼, 𝙋𝘼𝘾𝙆-𝘽𝙄𝙏𝘾𝙃.ᐣ 〞

⚠️ 𝑾𝑨𝑹𝑵𝑰𝑵𝑮: 𝑻𝑬𝑴𝑷𝑬𝑹𝑬𝑫 𝑨𝑳𝑷𝑯𝑨 𝑫𝑶𝑺𝑯𝑨𝑮𝑼𝑴𝑨 𝑺𝑷𝑶𝑻𝑻𝑬𝑫 𝑰𝑵 𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑳𝑶𝑪𝑨𝑳𝑬!!!

↓ ↓ ↓

[⸻ 𝐏𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐄𝐑 𝐁𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐓: 𝐀. 𝐃𝐎𝐒𝐇𝐀 ♕ @ALPHABRAWLER]

@_VampLord 「火」: I'll work on a response soon, I got you

[Valeria @_Flameborne]

"I deny the temptations of my blood to walk a righteous path. What excuse do you have, evildoer?"

Name: Valeria Ballantyne
Race: Half-Elf
Class: Paladin/Sorcerer

↺ ＋ ♡

⚔️#DnD #FantasyRP #NSFW⚔️

-- More Details Below

[⸻ 𝐏𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐄𝐑 𝐁𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐓: 𝐀. 𝐃𝐎𝐒𝐇𝐀 ♕ @ALPHABRAWLER]

@_Flameborne Try more than half the Windward Plains and a portion of the Scarlet Forest in The Forbidden Lands.

Oh, and, good luck. Dosha's pretty good at sniffing out a good bluff. ✨️

[⸻ 𝐏𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐄𝐑 𝐁𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐓: 𝐀. 𝐃𝐎𝐒𝐇𝐀 ♕ @ALPHABRAWLER]

Turf wars with Dosha can often end with dangerous amounts of knot-cock crammed in other monsters' most sacred places for hours on end — and near-gallons of her ridiculously fertile swill packed even deeper. Pick your fights carefully, lest you be destined to join her pack...

[⸻ 𝐏𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐄𝐑 𝐁𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐓: 𝐀. 𝐃𝐎𝐒𝐇𝐀 ♕ @ALPHABRAWLER]

Turf wars with Dosha can often end with dangerous amounts of knot-cock crammed in other monsters' most sacred places for hours on end — and near-gallons of her ridiculously fertile swill packed even deeper. Pick your fights carefully, lest you be destined to join her pack...

[⸻ 𝐏𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐄𝐑 𝐁𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐓: 𝐀. 𝐃𝐎𝐒𝐇𝐀 ♕ @ALPHABRAWLER]

How bold of you to attack her on sight, expecting an easy hunt after felling the Apex of the region..

Now you're just a plaything, something for her to paw and bite at after sating herself with her pack.~

Just a cute little dildo for Dosha to amuse herself with. ♡

[⸻ 𝐏𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐄𝐑 𝐁𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐓: 𝐀. 𝐃𝐎𝐒𝐇𝐀 ♕ @ALPHABRAWLER]

You were so confident, telling the beast you could handle her; now here she rests, holding high expectations of you — Eying you like easy prey.

Don't disappoint, lest you draw the Alpha's ire...

[⸻ 𝐏𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐄𝐑 𝐁𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐓: 𝐀. 𝐃𝐎𝐒𝐇𝐀 ♕ @ALPHABRAWLER]

@AstrumTwink — “Research, huh?” She questions, mock intrigue slipping from surprisingly plush lips of her own—

Before she presses those hips forward and brushes the fluffy, sweat-caked brim of her sheath against his lips, digits hooking in so he really only has one place to go.

“Show me.”

[⸻ 𝐏𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐄𝐑 𝐁𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐓: 𝐀. 𝐃𝐎𝐒𝐇𝐀 ♕ @ALPHABRAWLER]

Every time Dosha strays from her den, months of hibernation passed, she's reminded of just how small some of you all are.

. . . She thinks it's kinda cute. 💞

[⸻ 𝐏𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐄𝐑 𝐁𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐓: 𝐀. 𝐃𝐎𝐒𝐇𝐀 ♕ @ALPHABRAWLER]

@AstrumTwink — never falters, and the mitt she'd traced along his back draws higher to crest the top of his head, fuzzy digits slipping into his golden locks. They don't grip, only settling as her hand rests palm-flat atop him, heavy, possessive — expectant of what was to come. —

[⸻ 𝐏𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐄𝐑 𝐁𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐓: 𝐀. 𝐃𝐎𝐒𝐇𝐀 ♕ @ALPHABRAWLER]

@innocentincubi 「火」: Thanks! It's nice to see so many people I was writing with still around-

[⸻ 𝐏𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐄𝐑 𝐁𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐓: 𝐀. 𝐃𝐎𝐒𝐇𝐀 ♕ @ALPHABRAWLER]

「ブロー」: So I lost the password to this account for a while---

[⸻ 𝐏𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐄𝐑 𝐁𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐓: 𝐀. 𝐃𝐎𝐒𝐇𝐀 ♕ @ALPHABRAWLER]

@AstrumTwink — “Not that I'd mind the chase... keheh.” Smug bitch.

[⸻ 𝐏𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐄𝐑 𝐁𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐓: 𝐀. 𝐃𝐎𝐒𝐇𝐀 ♕ @ALPHABRAWLER]

@AstrumTwink — “Y'aren't gonna leave me high'n dry this time, are ya'?”

It comes with an insistent little roll of the hips, her grip tightening, almost painful; she's still careful, aware of her strength, but the message is clear... she won't be letting him slink away for a second time. —

[⸻ 𝐏𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐄𝐑 𝐁𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐓: 𝐀. 𝐃𝐎𝐒𝐇𝐀 ♕ @ALPHABRAWLER]

「ブロー」: GOD it feels good to stretch my legs here again

[⸻ 𝐏𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐄𝐑 𝐁𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐓: 𝐀. 𝐃𝐎𝐒𝐇𝐀 ♕ @ALPHABRAWLER]

@AstrumTwink — Forcing a healthy dollop of clear pre-seed to drool down his front, glinting under the thinly-vieled sun.

Seems Erik's found himself in quite the predicament...

[⸻ 𝐏𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐄𝐑 𝐁𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐓: 𝐀. 𝐃𝐎𝐒𝐇𝐀 ♕ @ALPHABRAWLER]

@AstrumTwink — lips with a padded thumb.

“You 𝐎𝐖𝐄 me...” Accentuated with an insistent thrust of the hips; powerful, heavy, dragging those woefully overstuffed nuts up his upper back with a telltale clench that makes the heavy, furry things *churn* with the weight of her liquid clutch, —